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Lance smirks lightly, turning over to face Keith's back. He pokes his lower back and whispers, "Babe, are you awake?" Keith groans loudly and lifts the duvet over his head as if to block out Lance's voice. Lance's smirk grows and he pokes his back once again. Keith groans and rolls over to glare at Lance.
"What do you want?" Keith growls. Lance smiles and leans over. A quick kiss on his nose, a brief glance at grey-blue eyes and a smile.
"Good night~" Lance sing songs. He flips over, taking the duvet with him and snuggling back into the mattress. Leaving Keith, cold, confused and a little happy. Now to get the duvet back.